(Linkin Park)
I've been diggin into crates ever since I was livin in space

Before the rat race, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology, and big bang
theology
performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I can
start blessin it
Chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men
have tried to shake us But I twist mic chords like double helixes
to show them what I'm made
of
I buckle knees like leg braces, cast a spell of instrumentalist
on all of you MCs
who hate us
So you can try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to
infinity, let icon be bygones
I fire bombs, ghostly notes haunt this
I tried
threats, but moved on to a promise
I stomp s--t with or without an accomplice
And
run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this

High voltage
This is the
unforgettable sound
High voltage
Bringin you up and takin you down
High
voltage
Comin at you from every side
High voltage
Making the rythm and rhyme
collide

[Mike]
I've put a kink in the backbones, of clones with microphones

Never satisfied my rhymes jones
Spraying bright day over what you might say My blood
types krybon, Technicolor type A
On highways write with road rage
Cages of wind, And
cages of tin,
that bounce all around
Surround sound, devouring the scenes

Subliminal gangrene paintings, over all the same things
Sing songs karaoke copy bulls--t

Break bones verbally
with sticks and stones tactics
Forth dimension, compact
convention
Write rhymes with ease
while the track stands at attention
Meant
to put you away with the pencil
Pistol, official, sixteen line, a rhyme missile
While
you risk your all I pick out all your flaws
Singing rah blah, blah, blah you can say you saw

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound
High voltage

Bringin you up and takin you down
High voltage
Comin at you from every side

High voltage
Making the rythm and rhyme collide (2x)

[Pharoahe Monch]

Who's the man, demanding you hand over your land Rover
the man's bolder than the Pharoahe

when he jams you glance over
I am visclorosuos, the most ferocious
When I spy
my third eye it's extremely high voltage
That's why I need ruby quartz glasses,

cause when I glance theres a chance
That I might blast the masses
Subliminals
transmitted through piano
Integrated in flow, calculated to nano
I use skills when I
need pleas
heats the rhyme I hear when I bleed as I proceed through time
I walk
through walls and inanimate obstacles
By enducing the reduction of cells and molecules

I bring the knowledge you swallow a state that's a hologram
I botch your head, faten
your lip like collagen
The telepath delivers verses with no postage
Mike Shinoda,
Pharoahe Monche we high voltage

High voltage
This is the unforgettable sound

High voltage
Bringin you up and takin you down
High voltage
Comin at
you from every side
High voltage Making the rythm and rhyme collide (2x)